When I read about how Rosalind Franklin did most of the pioneering work that led to the
discovery of the DNA spiral helix, I also read why she didn't share the Nobel Prize.
Usually the Nobel committees manage to wait until nearly everyone involved has died of old
age. (For the prize awarded for in-vitro fertilization, they waited until millions of
IVF babies had been born, and at least one of the developers had died.) Franklin died of
cancer, probably because of exposure to radiation, from her experiments.

I decided that in the world of my comics, she lives, shares the prize, and is now in happy
semi-retirement. As a coleague of Dr. Luther, she's asked to take Red for a try-out.